Summary

The words replayed itself. It was your fault. It was your fault. It was your fault. You just had to fuck up everything didn’t you, Stiles? .....Everything was getting worse, he found himself with his fingers down his throat once more.but that's okay because its just a habit. It`s a coping mechanism and nothing is wrong. It's routine.And well I deserve it, okay?Who cares if I waste away? And who cares if I want to be weightless.

Or the story about Stiles having an eating disorder and Scott supporting him, with blankets and hugs and love (its cute, read). And sometimes friendship can make things a little bit better.

Summary

Stiles will never stop being bitter about Halloween being slighted in the big corporate holiday game, but Derek is pretty sure his extreme frustration towards the early onslaught of Christmas goods runs a little deeper than Stiles' propensity to favor the most ghoulish day of the year.... he just has to find out what it is

Summary

Stiles is a Private Investigator, only not really. He's also magical, but only close up. One thing he's really good at is lusting over people from afar, which is why it's a problem when Laura Hale hires him to help her brother.

Summary

Hey! Thank you so much for the feedback on my first two fanfics! This is the third and final (maybe) installment of my "Stiles Just Can't Stay Out of Trouble" series. It takes place very soon after part two and deals a lot with the trauma and anxiety after the events of the first two stories. I hope you like it!

Summary

Scott is a good friend.He is.So Stiles has no right to feel abandoned by him.He does his best.Stiles is just being needy.Not that Scott knows.Not that Scott will ever know because if Scott finds out how pathetic he is he may not want to be friends anymore.So Stiles can't tell anyone.Anyone at all.

Summary

Leaning casually against the handrail for the ramp, adjacent to the steps of the building, stood Derek Hale. Even though the sun was lowering in the sky, the man had sunglasses perched across his face, leather jacket over his broad shoulders accentuating his “bad boy” aesthetic.Derek spotted him only a moment later, and he pushed himself off of the railing and slowly began to approach Stiles. He raised a hand and removed his sunglasses, flipping his hair out of his eyes with the movement. The setting sun against his back created a stunning sight. What a beautiful way to die, Stiles thought as heat filled his cheeks.Derek’s eyes caught his, and Stiles knew he was done for.“Derek.” Stiles couldn’t help his voice from wobbling. “Why are you here?”Derek’s lips twitched, flat mouth evolving into a smirk. “I decided to take you up on your offering.”“Offering?”“To be your coach, of course.”***AKA the Yuri!!! on Ice AU I asked myself for for Christmas

Summary

Ever since Coach had been replaced with Coach D. (something about Coach drinking during school hours), Stiles has found himself daydreaming more and more about the grumpy Derek Hale. He didn't know much about the Coach, other than he absolutely never smiled under and circumstances, but he still found himself falling for the older male. He knew it was probably just a silly crush.

A crush that wouldn't go anywhere.

But when Scott suggests he should write the Coach a letter, explaining how he feels, he gets the brilliant idea to write not one, but multiple letters. They were, of course, all anonymous, so it couldn't end too badly. Right?

Summary

Stiles moves in Beacon Hills with his dad, but they quickly understand that they're on someone's territory. They're tired of running though, so maybe they'll find a place here. People who can accept Stiles for what he is. Maybe he won't have to be alone anymore.

Summary

Every full moon, Stiles and Derek go to a lottle opening in the middle of the woods. There, Derek focuses on controlling himself and his new shifting abilities, and Stiles smokes a joint. This time, however, Stiles begins to have a 'bad trip' and Derek must try to calm him down.